I’ll be honest: this was a tough week for eating well. My wife and I went on a date to see The Favourite last Saturday. Afterwards, we visited my favorite local Mexican restaurant Hacienda Leon and–there’s no other way to say this–I gorged myself on chips and salsa. I know chips and salsa isn’t terribly fattening in and of itself, but when the main course arrives and one isn’t even hungry anymore … that could be a sign.
I also sampled a few more of my wife’s Valentine’s candy. Just a piece a night for a few nights, but those empty calories add up. Again, a treat every once in a while isn’t a big deal, but I knew I got the week off to a rough start and then indulged in candy, too … My willpower struggled.
However, with my public weight-loss journey and the next weigh-in looming, I cleaned up my act. I had a salad for dinner a few nights later in the week. Truthfully, though, I didn’t think it would be enough.
This week I hoped to hit my scheduled target of 211 pounds. I weighed in at 212 or 213 pounds for most of the week, so I really did not think it was going to happen. In fact, I spent the latter part of the week composing this article in my head. I figured I would talk about how setbacks are only natural in this process and that I can’t let them have an adverse impact upon my mental well being. I decided I would write about how the weight loss will eventually even out and the pounds will stop falling off at such a rapid pace.
I know that article will one day have to be written when there just isn’t as much weight to lose, but–I’m pleased to say–it won’t be this week.
This morning I left the double digits and came in at 209 pounds.
I weigh myself every night and every morning. I weighed 212 pounds before I went to bed, so I felt confident I would wake up at my goal of 211 pounds, maybe even get lucky and hit 210 pounds. I did not expect to be as low as 209 pounds.
So what happened?
I’m going to be very honest with you.
Maybe too honest.
This was a very stressful work week. My body seemed a little … bound up all week, if you catch my meaning. This morning I slept in and woke up feeling refreshed and … relaxed. My body seemed to uncoil a bit, which allowed everything to loosen up.
Consequently, even with the big dinner last Saturday night and the Valentine’s chocolates, I maintained my new habit of healthy cereal for breakfast and oatmeal as an afternoon snack. I think choosing these sensible foods, along with not eating anything after dinner, is having the greatest effect upon my weight loss. Other healthy habits I’m continuing are no soda or sweet tea, no second helpings at meals, a moderate amount of bread, and few if any sweets for treats.
I’m very pleased to report that with a total loss of 6 pounds in 4 weeks, I’m ahead of schedule. My goal is to lose 10 pounds by near the end of March. My ultimate goal is to get back down to 195 pounds by summer, which is appearing more and more realistic with each passing week. But, slow and steady, right? Let’s take this one week at a time.
(February 23 — 209 pounds)
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